Rebecca Laudun L'ardoise Whore ❤️

About Toulouse

Gets me hyped tho—freedom in it, y’know? No rules, no BS, just raw. “I’m trying to help you,” Sissy begs him. Help? Pfft, he’s too far gone—whore’s his rocket fuel. Laughin’ now, thinkin’ how I’d meme it: “When your sex drive’s on Hyperloop speed!” Dry as hell, but you’d chuckle. Annoys me too—society’s all “eww” but droolin’ behind closed doors. Hypocrisy’s the real whore here, fam.

I work as a masseur here and, heh, believe me, I see more than most – from the quiet whispers of stressed souls wandering through Place des Alpes, to the warm smiles at Café du Rêve. That bench by the river Bambou? Madness! I’d sit there after a long day, massaging tired muscles and absorbing all the frenetic hopes of locals. Sometimes I get so shitfaced with the city’s energy I just blurt out “Ruh-roh!” like Scooby Doo, ya know?!

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